Fifty-One Hours
I did not do it well.
I got about two-thirds of the way through and had to stop for a while and Bridget put her hand on the back of my chair and did not say anything, which is exactly right and which is why she is good at it.
And when I finished, Praxedes — who had not been at that group in over a year and who came back that night by pure coincidence — said the thing that I have carried since.
She said: “Thea.